Chapter 898: Chapter 901 Night Battle
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Short King fired continuously, feeling both ashad and furious.
Just monts ago, he had confidently assured Night Hawk that no one would follow them.
Unexpectedly, before the evening breeze could carry his words away, a pursuer had erged. It was truly embarrassing! A real slap in the face!
He hadn’t clearly seen his pursuer, so naturally didn’t know it was Qin Tian.
However, he did realize that the person tracking him was an exceptional master!
Especially that movent speed—in the dark night, it completely made him feel at a loss.
Even Night Hawk, who had superb spear skills, tead up with him, yet his shooting speed was half a beat slower than Qin Tian’s movent technique!
"Heh, interesting. It’s just a nimble rabbit, but no matter how agile, it can’t escape Night Hawk’s claws!"
Upon witnessing Qin Tian’s agile skills, Night Hawk also let out a cold snort, realizing his marksmanship posed no threat to Qin Tian. He imdiately holstered his gun and leapt towards Qin Tian!
"Two against one, hardly honorable, but you are definitely going to die!"
Seeing Night Hawk chasing Qin Tian, the Short King gave a soft command and followed closely!
"Heh, I was worried about not being able to get close to them, and now they’ve co to
voluntarily. They must have absolute confidence in their strength?"
Seeing Night Hawk and the Short King putting away their guns to attack him, Qin Tian did not retreat; instead, he was invigorated and charged at them!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
The trio’s figures weaved back and forth through the forest. Though it was night, their shadows flickered rapidly, but they hadn’t actually engaged each other yet.
A fleeting mont of passing by, yet they couldn’t engage—it was a peculiar situation.
However, after repeatedly moving forward, they ca to a forest by the roadside.
Now, under the illumination of the streetlights, the Short King could see Qin Tian’s face clearly, and was startled.
"It’s you!"
The Short King stared at Qin Tian, a sudden murderous intent flooding his eyes.
It was impossible for him not to hate Qin Tian.
The Death Soldier Team’s multiple attacks on the Fan Family had ended in failure and heavy losses, mainly because of the involvent of War Dragon, Qin Tian!
"You know him?"
Night Hawk narrowed his eyes, examining Qin Tian closely.
The man called Night Hawk was illuminated by the distant streetlight, allowing Qin Tian to see him clearly.
He appeared to be in his thirties, with a square face, single eyelids, and standing about 1.75 ters tall, looking quite ordinary—an average man among the masses.
However, one could sense that Night Hawk carried a heavy aura of murder, emanating a cold breath!
This murderous aura was due to killing too many, leading to excessive yin energy—a natural cold-hearted assassin!
"He’s the one in charge of War Dragon, Qin Tian. Heh, I’d recognize him even if he turned to ashes. If it weren’t for him and War Dragon, I would have completed this task long ago!"
The Short King stared at Qin Tian, speaking with extre anger.
"Oh? He has such ability?" Night Hawk’s tone still carried disdain.
The Short King said seriously: "Not just him, there are a few in War Dragon with decent skills. Their people managed to capture my Death Soldiers alive."
Upon saying this, Night Hawk’s previously disdainful face imdiately couldn’t resist taking a closer look at Qin Tian.
This ti, he was very serious in his observation.
Capturing mbers of the Death Soldier Team alive was no simple feat, Night Hawk knew!
"Very good, since he is your enemy, then today, he must die."
Night Hawk watched Qin Tian calmly before finally uttering this sentence, which made Qin Tian unable to stop himself from grinning.
Upon seeing Qin Tian’s smile, Night Hawk furrowed his brows: "Still able to smile? Do you think I’m joking?"
"Enough talking, I’ve wanted to deal with this Qin Tian for a long ti, finally got the chance today, let
do it!"
Just as Night Hawk finished speaking, the Short King couldn’t hold back anymore, shouting loudly and making his move on Qin Tian.
It must be said, the deputy leader of the Death Soldier Team indeed had agile skills.
His stature wasn’t tall, but his body was supple, akin to a loach, tightly wrapping around Qin Tian, making it very uncomfortable for Qin Tian to counter.
"Heh, is this all you’ve got? I thought you were sothing impressive, overestimated you."
Seeing Qin Tian adopting a purely defensive posture in front of the Short King, Night Hawk stood with hands behind his back, snorting disdainfully.
"Judging by this situation, the Short King will unleash a flurry of fierce moves next. This Qin Tian might not last ten moves, dood to be killed by the Short King."
Based on their fighting, Night Hawk, watching from the side, arrogantly made an early assessnt.
Originally prepared to assist the Short King at any mont, but seeing the Short King’s suppression of Qin Tian, Night Hawk was relieved.
However, less than a minute after Night Hawk’s judgnt, the situation in front suddenly changed drastically!
The Short King, who had been grappling with Qin Tian, was suddenly struck by Qin Tian’s palm—a perfectly tid strike precisely hitting the spot where the Short King carried his gun, sending the weapon flying!
"Huh?"
Seeing this, Night Hawk furrowed his brows.
He had noticed that Qin Tian’s palm strike was well-calculated, precisely knocking the gun out of the Short King’s holster amidst his quick movents.
That palm strike was sowhat mystical!
From strength, angles, timing, everything was executed perfectly, in an instant disarming the Short King!
The palm strike appeared accidental, yet Night Hawk discerned it seed intentional!
However, deliberately doing this required extre skill; even he wasn’t confident in executing such precise timing.
"Should be just coincidence. Otherwise, if he did it deliberately, his skills would definitely surpass the Short King. Why would he be suppressed by the Short King?" Night Hawk reassured himself internally.
Indeed, he had guessed wrong.
Qin Tian had done it deliberately!
He intentionally allowed the Short King to suppress him, adopting a purely defensive stance, to find and exploit the Short King’s flaw and disable his gun.
Otherwise, with the Short King having a gun and Night Hawk also ard, if they got serious under the streetlight and began shooting recklessly, Qin Tian wouldn’t be confident in dodging both of their bullets amid flashes and explosions.
Thus, Qin Tian feigned weakness initially, allowing Night Hawk to let down his guard, giving him a chance to silently disarm the Short King.
Now, with only Night Hawk having a gun, the situation was manageable.
Seeing the Short King still confidently rushing at him, Qin Tian clenched his fists and smirked coldly:
"You want to challenge
with a trick or two? Dream on! Courting death!"
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